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The Adventures of Mr. Tube Steak

Here’s a tube steak in an elevator!Poor Red Dog. It’s his new nickname. He is shaped like a tube. It’s not his fault – before the steroids, he had a waist and everything. And it’s not that the steroids have made him fat; on the contrary, he is leaner now than he was before his elbows started going bad. But for some reason, his body shape has morphed into a piece of penne with a head. But Penne Dog sounded almost noble. We can’t have that!! So Mr. Tube Steak, here we are.

Mr. Tube Steak waits for his ball!(do you notice this is his only pose?)So Mr. Woo and I had an argument at the beach today.Sassy little thing. He wanted to be a Viking. I think it was inspired by this:I told him NO. I said yes, he has red hair and yes, he can make a lot of noise, but no way was he leaving me to be a Viking! First of all, Vikings are big and Woo is small. Secondly, Vikings are mean and Woo is a pansy. Sound arguments like this. But the little bastard hurled himself in the water and tried to swim away!Fortunately, Miss Piper body blocked his escapeHe was pissed. Even The Flamboyance ™ was all angry and twitchy and stuff.Mr. Tube Steak exits the water!So in a fit of pique this week, I emailed Canon customer support and their PR department and explained to them how unhappy I was with the process of repairing my camera, how lousy my customer service experience has been and just generally described how I felt Canon was driving customers away by behaving in this manner.

The response I received was BIG FAT SILENCE. Canon has now had my beloved camera for 21 days. Three miserable weeks. Does it really take THAT long to replace a 50 cent pin??

Wah :( I feel naked!!!

Tweed thinks I should just suck it up and throw the damn ball.But what does he know? He doesn’t even have thumbs.